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Thursday, November 29th, 2001
2:08a
You know what sucks?

Writing very calm very professional emails about money and domains to the person you still love.

As usual, I don't even know . . . I don't know if she cares, I don't know how she feels, I honestly don't know. I haven't heard a thing from her beyond the subject at hand, and I don't really expect to, but . . . sigh.

It'd be nice to know she at least thinks of me as a person.

(of course, I can't make the first move, because I'm the one who promised not to get in contact with her . . . and the only reason I can do this is because I can rationalize it as something she cares about. But I can't go further, and she might not realize why, she might not realize *I* care about *her* . . . she might not realize that I still remember that promise. She might think I'm breaking it. but I can't even tell her I'm not.)

this really sucks :/


current mood: down

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5:02p
While digging stuff off the floor of my room, I came across my FirstMerit "Welcome!" pamphlet. It's got a very pretty picture on the front, but as I looked at it, I had a feeling of very very deep terrible wrongness.

I finally figured out why.

It's a very cute picture of two little girls washing a car. Suds and such all over the place. See, the thing about suds is, they're white. And thick. And the placement of said sud-blobs is, well . . .

Those of you who have dirty minds are already cringing.

Those of you who don't are beyond help, and I'm not going to explain it.

I am, however, holding on to this welcome pamphlet, so if anyone wants to see just how *bad* it is, they're welcome to. I'll scan it in eventually :)


current mood: amused

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